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Urban Legends: An Eve Hathaway's Paranormal Mystery Collection Part 2
Urban Legends: An Eve Hathaway's Paranormal Mystery Collection Part 2
Urban Legends: An Eve Hathaway's Paranormal Mystery Collection Part 2
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Urban Legends: An Eve Hathaway's Paranormal Mystery Collection Part 2

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From the Publisher that brought you popular short story series Chains of Darkness, Song of Teeth, Children of Time, Splicers and now... our two stories in 1 book!

Urban Legends, real or not?

Chains of Darkness Part 2 : The Spawn's Blood

Melinda learns her father is an ex-angel and she has a brother - but her newly found brother wants to kill her.

Melinda and Gabe discover what Caleb really is—a force that will upset the balance of good and evil that has existed for millenia, a creature that cannot be killed by either side and can only be subsumed by the one who's blood runs in his veins. There's just one problem: The one who spawned him, an ostracized angel and Melinda's father named Daniel, is in hell, being tortured for all eternity.

Because of Caleb's existence, an unholy alliance between the angel, Ariel and the demon, Azgaroth comes to light. Their plan is simple: they will attempt to use Melinda to stop Caleb believing that Melinda's blood is a replacement for Daniel. But things take a turn for the worse as they realize it's not that easy. Their attempt to find a way to stop him will take them to the ends of the earth...and beyond.
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Song of Teeth Part 2 : Pale Eyes

Mark and Tatiana’s initial discovery of a strange, clear-skinned crocodile quickly expands into a discovery of an entirely unknown species living deep beneath their city of Fontel.

Far, far below any areas explored by humans, they follow a pristine system of glowing caves to a vast and wondrous city built by this ancient species of crocodiles. In the untold millions of years hidden from the surface, these creatures evolved into an intelligent reptilian people with language, art, and music. They also evolved a hostility to anything—or anyone—who may threaten to expose them to the outside world.

Barely escaping these fiercely protective crocodiles, Mark and Tatiana struggle with the decision of how to handle their amazing finding. In the meantime, they develop a friendship with the first crocodile creature who contacted them—a young, adventurous inpidual they nickname Ally.

Mark and Tatiana continue to push their families and friends farther away as they become totally absorbed in each other and their difficult secret. In desperation, they even turn to an unlikely source of advice from Tatiana’s past. Yet, through all their soul-searching, the question remains: Should they stay silent and help protect this shy species? Or should they share their groundbreaking knowledge that humans share the globe with another intelligent life form?

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Other titles in Eve Hathaway's Paranormal Mystery Collection:

Urban Legends Part 1 which includes The Child of Mystery & The First Voice

Urban Legends Part 3 which includes The Unbreakable Bind & Ancient Scars

Urban Legends Part 4 which includes The Grace Bearer & The Last Note

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LanguageEnglish
PublisherSandra Ross
Release dateNov 23, 2013
ISBN9781310626920
Urban Legends: An Eve Hathaway's Paranormal Mystery Collection Part 2

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    Urban Legends - Eve Hathaway

    Urban Legends Part 2

    By Eve Hathaway

    Published by Publications Circulations LLC.

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    All contents copyright (C) 2013 by Publications Circulations LLC. All rights reserved. No part of this document or the related files may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, by any means (electronic, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the publisher.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, companies and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of either the author or the publisher.

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    The Spawn's Blood

    Chains of Darkness Part 2

    Chapter One

    GET BACK! Melinda shrieks automatically, scrabbling in the burnt sand as she tries to push Gabe away from them.

    Then she notices the aura of the dark-skinned one, the ethereal wings that shimmer and light up the space between them as he unfurls them all the way. And the other man in the identical gray suit, pale and curiously bloodless in the light of the moon and the angel's aura, projects a similar aura-except his is demonic.

    Even in her shaken state, she's cognizant enough to realize that angels and demons are not supposed to be amicably walking next to each other, and curiosity overcomes her suspicion long enough to accept the angel's hand. He helps her to her feet, while the demon pulls Gabe up. Gabe erupts in a spasm of coughing brought on by the smoke. It's not until the angel touches his chest that he's able to stop.

    Gabe gasps a grateful Thank you, and perfunctory introductions are made all around.

    The angel's name is Ariel. The demon's name, when pronounced, sounds like a cross between a lion's roar and a volcanic eruption, replete with the bone-shaking reverberations of both, and he tells Melinda and Gabe to just call him Azgaroth.

    So you're the ones following us, Gabe says weakly, nodding at the blue car.

    The gray-suited pair shrug. If you wish to call it that, says the angel. We were merely trying to find the creature you have been calling 'Caleb', and we knew that it would be after you.

    So you've been using us as bait, Melinda says.

    Please, says the demon. We didn't have to interrupt him when he was about to incinerate you.

    Actually, says the angel, we did. A creature like that-

    What exactly is he? Melinda says. I thought he was an angel, but he's afraid of iron like a demon is.

    The angel coughs, frowning. Even though he's wearing sunglasses, he somehow manages to convey his disapproval at her interruption. Melinda and Gabe are following the angel-demon pair through the cold blue-lit desert, away from the glassy crater where, just ten minutes ago, they were about to be cremated alive. Melinda is taken aback for a moment by the eerie realization that she and Gabe are the only ones whose steps are crunching over the rough desert.

    It's a long story, the angel says, but he's addressing the demon.

    We owe it to them, the demon says. "If we're going to get them to come with us, they at least ought to know what they're getting into.

    The angel sighs. Very well then. Eighteen years ago, our intelligence wing received a wire from one of our human agents-

    You work with humans? Melinda asks.

    Technically speaking, most of our agents are nephilim, half angel and half human, says the angel. He gives her a stern look over the tops of his opaque sunglasses, his brilliant white teeth flashing against his cinnamon skin in a grimace. Though in this case, he was a mad priest who made a pact with a demon, and somehow got away with his soul intact, though not his sanity.

    You have to remember, the demon adds, both sides had reached a...shall we call it a 'cease-fire agreement'? For the last few-thousand years, anyway. In any event, the terms of the agreement were thus: neither angel nor demon would aggrieve the other, until a time specified by their commanding officers.

    But I saw one- Melinda says.

    Yes, the demon says. He winces, as if it's an unpleasant memory, and turns to Ariel. You have no idea how lucky your side is, not to have minions just evil enough to undermine you but too dumb to know the consequences.

    Ariel sighs. You think you've got it rough, he begins, but he never finishes, lapsing into silence, instead.

    Melinda and Gabe glance at each other. Melinda wants to ask Ariel and Azgaroth where they're going and how they found her and Gabe and what they're going to do now, but one look at Ariel's impassive face under the foreboding opaque sunglasses and all of her questions wilt, and she finds herself, much to her annoyance, adopting the blank expression and fake smile that she wore for the past three years whenever her uncle would riff on what a woman's place in the world was, and bemoan her inadequate childbearing hips. She forces herself to frown.

    That was the end of the truce, Azgaroth says. "And since then, both sides have been stockpiling-what would you call it, Ariel? A' chai hem-is there even a word for that in this crude tongue?"

    Ariel thinks about it. Forces, I suppose? He shakes his head, clearly dissatisfied with the answer. After another moment, he brightens, and holds up a finger. To put it in the crudest of terms, the eternal battle between angels and demons is not exactly that of good and evil, although for the sake of human pedagogy it takes on that name. It's more akin to a battle for the forces that create versus those that destroy. For the past few years, then, we've been gathering together all of the-the creative energy, I suppose you could call it, that we can get. And his side has been gathering together the destructive impulses in this world. On the whole, they balance each other out-

    I thought demons only collected souls, Gabe interrupts, earning himself a scowl from Melinda and what might be a death look from Ariel, were he not wearing sunglasses. Azgaroth, however, seems to be a bit more forgiving, and sighs, tucking a loose strand of his pale ice-blonde hair behind his ear.

    Yes, and no. Souls are for the Lords of Hell to take. I'm a...what you would call 'grunt', I suppose. I'm afraid I'm not up-to-date on colloquial Americanisms, Azgaroth says, sounding apologetic. He folds up his sunglasses and tucks them into a pocket of his suit. He looks human, but Melinda somehow intuits that what's under the suit isn't human-and he's scaly, she thinks, but she doesn't know how she knows that, either. "Anyway, Ariel and I just take orders from our higher commands. They tell us there's a cease-fire, we stop fighting. They tell us

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